Thalia and Tristan have overcome trial after trail in their journey. Not even death could part them.

But now a new threat plagues the recently wedded couple.

Thalia's pregnancy scares the gods.

Never has there been a union of a Greek demigod and an Egyptian god.

The couple must fight every obstacle the gods throw their way, or lose their growing family.

Together with their friends they must enter a war against the gods themselves.

Old enemies unite, Lives are at stake, and only one side will win.

It's the final battle of the heart, a battle that will either bring about death or new life.

Will Tristan and Thalia finally get their happy ending?

Or will they lose everything they've fought for all this time?

Excerpt

Sweet gray eyes looked at me with mischief in their depths before taking off across the lush field toward a large tree.

“Where are you going, little one?”

The sound of giggles behind the tree had me walking towards that angelical sound. As I got closer, the little boy’s head peeked out from around the trunk of the tree.

“Why don’t you come out and tell me who you are, little one?” I stretched my hand out for him to take. He looked around nervously before putting his hand in mine. His was so small in my own, but it felt right. My other hand reached out and brushed the light brown hair that was hanging over his eyes.

“Who are you, little one?” I repeated my question. He smiled and leaned in to give me a hug. Catching me off guard, we fell to the ground, but I wrapped my arms around him so he would be safe.

I woke with a loud scream, my hand reaching for my heart to calm its erratic beating. I looked around and realized I was in Tristan’s bed, in his apartment. Seconds later, Tristan appeared.

“Thalia, are you okay? What’s wrong?” He looked scared, which was not something I was used to seeing on him. Being the god Anubis, not too many things frightened him.

“I had a dream; there was a little boy.” I shook my head, trying to tell him about the rest of it, but I could not. Then it all came back to me. Our wedding. The quick escape and revelation.

“I’m pregnant.” The words came out on a whisper as my hand went to my stomach in shock. Isis said I was pregnant, but how? I mean, I had my period before the wedding. My head was spinning with thoughts of a baby. Tristan’s arms were around me, holding me.

“I can feel it now; I’m not sure how I didn’t feel the change in you before. You carry life, my love.” He whispered into me. Tears leaked from my eyes. I wasn’t sure what emotions I was feeling. Mine? His? I felt elated, fearful, scared, relieved. I didn’t know how I felt about this revelation.

“How do you feel about this?” I asked, turning to see his face. Was he upset? Was the fear and worry from him? He kissed my cheek and put his forehead to mine.

“I was worried when we left the reception. You passed out and wouldn’t wake up. About the baby? I’m beyond happy that you carry my child, but I am also anxious because I do not know what the others will do. Something like this has never happened before.” You could tell he was nervous. I was, too.

“What do we do?” I pulled back and looked him in those gray eyes.

“We stay together, and keep you healthy so you can grow our child safely. Everything else we will figure out as it comes.” I nodded. What he said made sense. I think I was still in shock from everything I didn’t even know how to feel.

“How about I make you some breakfast? You were passed out all night.” My stomach growled at the thought of food, making him grin like a fool.

Jessica Florence makes her home in Southwest Florida where she runs her own business, and of course writing! She one day after reading a book a day for a year just sat down and started writing, thus finding a new amazing hobby that she was looking for, for years, and that was also very therapeutic.

She spends her days reading, writing, watching TV, working, playing with her cute as hell baby, and black German Shepherd Rogue aka Rogue-i-bear, and of course tormenting her husband ;)

She also enjoys taking naps, bubble baths, eating pickles like candy, and having Harry Potter marathons.